It was a shocking battle.

The two sides of the fierce battle are absolute unequal existence.

One is the owner of the holy gun that pinned the world's epidermis, the manager of the tower at the end, and the goddess of the three holy grails.

One is the Knight of the Round Table, which is known for its low strength. It can only be compared with the average human knight. The strength is not even a one-armed knight.

If there is a battle between the two, in an instant, the outcome should be separated.

Because there is no comparability.

Compared with the former, the latter is too small.

You must know that the former is comparable to the existence of the crown, while the latter does not even know the tactical level. The power gap is unimaginable.

Therefore, if the two sides play against each other, the result is definitely an instant victory, and the latter is spiked by the former as the end.

In fact, just now, Alto Lia was able to find opportunities under the siege of Alter, Matthew and even Luo, and instantly hit Bedwell, almost dying on the spot. It can be seen that the gap between the strengths of the two sides is fundamentally different.

However, at this moment, in the face of Bedwell's offensive, Alto Liya was suppressed.

"Hello, ah!"

Bedwell's aura of sacred honor is on his body, and his body is also beating the deep runes of the mysterious, like the possession of the gods, constantly deceiving himself and attacking Altolia.

In his hands, the brilliant holy sword slammed a sniper of sniper, like a flash of light. During the dance, it was like a gust of wind and rain, and it was like a sword and a sword, and it was constantly shrouded to her.

"Hey!"

Alto Lia struggled to wave the holy gun in his hand, and the sniper of the future attacked one by one, provoked a burst of cross-talking, but it was endless, but was forced to retreat by the violent wind-like offensive. Completely suppressed.

At this moment, Bedwell's power climbed to an astonishing level. The sniper of the holy sword in his hand was fast and fast. During the swing, not only the sword light flashed like the aurora, but even the atmosphere was cracked and stirred. To make Bedford's past, the vortex of the atmosphere is like a storm, letting the earth not crack.

Alto Lia took on this kind of offensive, facing the amazing sniper, and felt the terrible impact of the holy gun that collided with it. For a time, there was no power to fight back. .

"how is this possible!"

Alto Lia seems to be unable to accept this result.

For Alto Liya, Bedwell is really too weak, even if there is a holy sword, it is also unable to turn over the waves, it is simply not worth mentioning, so small that it can no longer be small.

But now, this small human being has shown such amazing power, how can Alto Lia accept it?

Of course, Luo Zhen is also a human being, but Luo Zhen had two gods in the beginning, or the last lord of mankind. Alto Liya had already known its extraordinary and special, and would not accept his power.

But Bedwell is different.

In the face of Bedwell, Alto Liya's heart was completely chaotic, the divinity was incited, and the abandonment of humanity was even more faintly showing signs of return, which made her heart completely unsettled and shaken.

As a result, Alto Liya's high and cold and ruthlessly disappeared completely, and turned to be influenced by the emotions of being human.

At the moment, Alto Lia shouted out.

"Don't be too talented! Human!"

Alto Lia rolled up the storm, set up a holy gun, and swayed East St. Linn, who rushed to Bedwell in his mighty humming sound.

In this regard, Bedwell has not retreated.

The original Lun, portrayed on it, exerts the power of comparable power, and the effect is close enough to magic.

Luo Zhen is characterized by the high magic that is compressed to the limit, and with the ten-fold output effect of the "Red Wings", the power of the Great God's engraving has been raised to an astonishing level.

In view of this, Bedwell only felt that a huge force that he could not believe could continue to flow into the body, so that his strength soared and he did not lose to any of the round table knights, nor would he lose to God, unprecedentedly powerful.

With such a powerful force, and with a sense of dying and dying, what is Bedford still afraid of?

"choke!"

Bedwell did not hesitate to inspire the power of the Holy Sword, and smashed a sword like Alto Liya, which came like a storm.

"Hey!"

The storm wrapped around Alto Lia was immediately cut open by the brilliant stars and dissipated into invisible.

"Hey!"

Bedwell's unforgettable wielding of the holy sword, but also a few swords.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

The sword of the holy sword suddenly fell on the body of East Starrion, cut through its limbs.

East Starr’s limbs suddenly appeared in blood.

"Hey!"

The white horse of this **** is mourning and grows out.

"hateful!"

Alto Lia lifted the holy gun and released a dazzling beam from the gun's tip.

"boom!"

The beam hit the earth and set off an amazing light burst.

But Bedwell was the first step to jump and retreat, avoiding the direct hit of the holy gun, but also being blown by the wind and waves, and rolling a few laps on the ground.

"Oh!"

At the same time, the burning sound came from Bedwell's body.

"Oh! Ah!"

Bedwell made a very painful cry.

The use of the holy sword with the present power has undoubtedly made the power of the Holy Sword bigger, and the price paid by Bedwell is also increasing.

But Bedwell doesn't care.

"Hello, ah!"

Bedwell turned over from the ground and continued to rush to Altolia.

"do not come!"

Alto Liya actually shouted like this, holding up the holy gun and letting the holy gun shine.

The ray of light has turned into countless beams, like a stream of streams, bursting out, shrouded to Bedwell.

"Hey!"

The explosion suddenly reappeared.

The beams of the road hit the earth directly, and the earth was bombarded repeatedly. It was like a gunfire, and it burst into flames and impacts.

Bedwell's wolf's dodge is striking the incoming beam, but it is still blown up when it bursts into a burst of light, sometimes overwhelmed, sometimes tumbling on the ground, and sometimes hit by gravel and rubble, becoming bruised and bruised. Even the blood on his forehead shed blood and stained his cheeks.

Even so, Bedwell was desperate to go forward, struggling to avoid the light beam and bursts of light, rushing to Alto Liya.

That looks like a miserable and tragic one.

"Mr. Bedwell!"

Matthew wetted his eyes in the unbearable heart, and the hands holding the shield were shaking.

"Bedville"

Alter is even more ignorant of when he clings to the holy sword, and he is desperately patient and does not rush out.

""

Luo Zhen looked at this heroic scene, and it was inevitable that the heart would shake.

The Knight named Bedwell is in front of everyone, showing loyalty at the expense of himself.

"why"

Alto Liya has been shocked by this scene, and the heart that has been shaken is even more uncontrollable.

"Why don't you give up!"

Alto Lia whispered unconsciously.

For this question, Bedwell only gave a tragic smile.

"Because, I still remember your smile, Wang."

With this in mind, Bedwell is heading forward.

In the hands of the holy sword, the unprecedented light is blooming.